Chapter 63: Faith? Unbelief?
Lin Qingyu patted his head and pulled his thoughts back, "Senior sister, I'll call senior brother and them, let's soak together for seven days." β
Ye Qinghuan just wanted to nod, but there was a shout from the entrance,
"Don'tβ"
Seeing the person who came, Lin Qingyu was stunned for a short time and then smiled, "Senior! Great, you're okay too! β
The person who came was the Tibetan shadow scattered people.
He was rarely serious, "You guys go out with your uncle, this place won't last long!" β
Ye Qinghuan squinted at him, "Old man, you're still there, I thought you sneaked out!" β
"Immortality is here, where can Uncle go!"
Ye Qinghuan: Hehe, I'm afraid that if I run out first, it's not good to ask Li Yuanwai to get the money!
The Hidden Shadow Scattered Man pointed at Lin Qingyu, "Young man, hurry up and call the remaining little guys over, and while it's still too late, Uncle will take you out!" β
Lin Qingyu was a little embarrassed, "Can the seniors tell me the reason, otherwise the senior brothers won't believe me!"
Ye Qinghuan also looked at the old man suspiciously, she remembered that in the original text, Ye Zhenzhen was soaked for seven days before going out, indicating that nothing happened during this time.
"Alas! Don't you notice that the mist here is getting thicker? β
Indeed, Ye Qinghuan remembered that when they first came, they could still see things three meters away, but now, they can basically only see things about one meter clearly.
The Hidden Shadow Scattered Man quickly glanced at Wan Qi and continued; "Uncle Duo can't tell, I just know that when you can't see your fingers, you won't be able to get out of this place! Not only that, when the white mist reaches that concentration, it will turn into a viscous substance, unless you are a true immortal, otherwise you will only suffocate to death! β
Lin Qingyu has some six gods and no masters, and he will be suspicious, "Really...... Are you sure? β
"You just tell them that Uncle is waiting for a cup of tea, and then I will leave, and if I don't believe that I don't want to go with Uncle, Uncle won't force it. Good words are hard to persuade the ghost to find death! β
Ye Qinghuan was silent for a moment, and Wan Qian turned his head to look at her, "Although the Tibetan Shadow Sanren looks unreliable, my father said that he is not a person who is confused about major matters, let alone a person who is entertaining others with life and death. β
Ye Qinghuan also prefers to believe in the words of Tibetan Shadow.
Being fooled is just a loss of a chance to soak in the blue spring, but if it is true, then it will be a life.
Ye Qinghuan urged: "Go quickly, senior brother, just do what the old man said!" β
"Senior sister, then you ......"
"After a cup of tea, I'll go too."
Lin Qingyu paused and made up his mind, "Okay!" I'll go too! β
Compared with the Tibetan shadow scatterer, he believes in his junior sister more.
Since my sister believes it, then he also believes it!
He took the sword and rushed over as fast as he could.
Ye Qinghuan watched Lin Qingyu leave, and turned his head to look at Wan Qijue, "You ......"
Before she could say anything, Wan Qijie immediately answered, "Don't worry, no matter what, I will always be with you." β
Zangying Sanren pulled out the pu fan inserted in the back collar, fanned it hard, heard the words, and said, "Sour!" β
The black cat hunched its back and jumped onto the face of the Hidden Shadow Sanren at once, scratching it with one paw.
Meow, dare to scold my master!
Zangying grabbed the back of its neck and pulled it out, "Oh, you little cat is so unreasonable, don't let it go!" Uncle's face is going to fall off! β
One person and one cat, actually rolled into a ball and fought.
Ye Qinghuan: ............
She asked Wan Qiaojue, "Do you want to persuade you?" β
Wan Qi's eyes were gentle, "It's okay, I can't die." β
The time for a cup of tea was coming soon, Ye Qinghuan looked at the white mist that was not moving, and bit his lip.
"Senior brotherβ"
She arched her hands in a trumpet shape and shouted.
Zangying looked at the face of the caught flower, and said: "With this white mist, your voice can't be penetrated, don't waste your efforts, you go with your uncle, this is the path they chose by themselves." β
Lin Qingyu said that they would go together.
She sighed, when her life was at stake, she could only be wiped out when she waited and waited.
She didn't care about herself, Zangying and Li Changsheng had no obligation to risk their lives for them.
She nodded, and was about to say let's go, when she heard a weak voice calling her junior sister.
The Zangying Sanren grabbed the sparse white hair and muttered, "Unexpectedly persuaded!" β
There are a lot of people coming, and the speed is also very fast.
Ye Qinghuan roughly swept the eye shadows, and unexpectedly found that there were quite a few.
She thought there were always people who didn't believe in evil!
For example, Ye Zhenzhen and a few of them, after all, the only purpose of their trip is Biluoquan.
It seems that at the original waterfall, the impression left by the old man of Tibetan Shadow in Ye Zhenzhen and them was quite prestigious.
"Very good, very good! Let's go! Zangying was set to walk ahead, "Uncle Prison!" β
Minghyuk took a few steps ahead, "Senior, what you said ......"
The Tibetan Shadow Sanren raised his hand to interrupt, and his footsteps did not stop, "I don't have time to break it anymore, just follow the letter, and stay if you don't believe it!" β
Ye Qinghuan looked at Ming He who was blocked at the exit, "Good dogs don't get in the way!" β
Minghe turned around and saw Ye Qinghuan whose nose was not a nose and eyes were not eyes, "You ......"
"Get out of the way!"
Weasel was taller than Minghyuk, and he walked straight forward and slammed his shoulder into Minghyuk, who was stuck there.
Ming He's face was dark and gloomy, how could a seventh-layer foundation builder dare to be so arrogant in front of Jin Dan Period.
Ye Qinghuan is with these people every day, no wonder he is becoming more and more arrogant and rude, and there is no one in his eyes.
But his strength is simply terrifying.
When Youqin passed by, Ruxue's face smiled, "My junior brother is straight, Brother Minghe forgive me, I didn't hurt you, right?" β
This is also a smiling tiger.
Minghe snorted coldly, "I haven't seen this bit of strength yet." β
Youqin Wuxian smiled: "That's good." β
Seeing Ye Qinghuan and his party leaving, Ye Zhenzhen's gaze was withdrawn from Gong Yuchen, he was supported by the fifth ming, and his footing was quite stable.
"Big brother, we ......"
"Little junior sister, I'm sorry, it's useless senior brother......"
Ye Zhenzhen shook her head, "Senior brother, there are other ways to save my spiritual root, if it is for my business to take your life, I would rather never cultivate!" β
Minghe's heart slammed, "Senior brother, you go first, I'll stay with my junior sister!" β
Ye Zhenzhen was stunned, her eyes were a little fluttering, "This ...... Not ......"
If it was true, she didn't want to die.
You can think of other ways to cultivate, and there is only one life.
Yun Shu, who had been silently speaking, suddenly changed his face, "Hurry up!" β
"What's wrong?"
"This white mist is starting to be wrong!" Yun Shu stretched out his hand, his palm was attached to the gelatinous mucus, "I reached out and grabbed it at the thickest place of the fog, you see my hand ......"
Myeonghyuk raised his eyes to look at the white mist that was slowly gathering and shouted, "Let's go!" β
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Gong Yuchen looked behind him from time to time, and Fifth Ming asked him, "What is Brother Gong looking at?" β
Gong Yuchen twisted his eyebrows, "Miss Ye, they didn't follow." β
"Her two senior brothers, their cultivation is far above you and me, and with their wholehearted protection, they will be fine. Brother Gong should take care of himself. β
Gong Yuchen shook his palm, felt the lost power and gradually returned to the cage, and said gratefully: "This time, thank you Fifth Brother, for saving your life, Yuchen is unforgettable!" β
As the two spoke, they heard the sound of eager footsteps behind them.
Others heard it too.
A few people turned their heads to look, and sure enough, it was Ye Zhenzhen and them.
Ye Qinghuan was thoughtful, without Biluo Spring, how could Ye Zhenzhen remedy the spiritual root.
Wan Qi saw her wandering and asked, "What's wrong?" β
"It's nothing," Ye Qinghuan hooked his lips and smiled, "I suddenly feel that sometimes it's quite cool to look at people unlucky!" β